* mother *
Swt.Raaz 2014/01/07 08:12
Swt.Raaz 2014/01/07 08:12
On my love,
I do not like to talk too
much
As a lot of words
Will only create a
commotion
So I prefer to keep a
silence
On my nuance
Rest of all I leave,
For your better
comprehension
In your child hood
When you do not eat
And in your adult hood
When you do not give me
food
Silently I always cry
But still on my brave face
I keep a broad smile..
I do not call you to come
in
When I burn myself under
the sun,
But when I see you to face
cold out-side
I must welcome you to
this cave
Even I have to burn my
ribs to give you warmth
inside.
I do not allow you to hold
my hand
When we cross a river or
pass a narrow bridge
In danger I know you can
leave
But I always hold your
hand, tight,
And throw you up to the
other side
Though I never think
whether I will be dead or
alive.
mother mother mother
mother mother mother
mother mother mother
I do not like to talk too
much
As a lot of words
Will only create a
commotion
So I prefer to keep a
silence
On my nuance
Rest of all I leave,
For your better
comprehension
In your child hood
When you do not eat
And in your adult hood
When you do not give me
food
Silently I always cry
But still on my brave face
I keep a broad smile..
I do not call you to come
in
When I burn myself under
the sun,
But when I see you to face
cold out-side
I must welcome you to
this cave
Even I have to burn my
ribs to give you warmth
inside.
I do not allow you to hold
my hand
When we cross a river or
pass a narrow bridge
In danger I know you can
leave
But I always hold your
hand, tight,
And throw you up to the
other side
Though I never think
whether I will be dead or
alive.
mother mother mother
mother mother mother
mother mother mother
Anoop8187 2014/01/22 18:40
for my mom ........................Aakar chupa lo mujhe,bahut chal liya
Tumhare bin yeh safar kiya..par jeevan nahi jiya.
Ek baar dil se laga lo,gila-shiqwa khatam ho jayega.
Yeh woh armaan hai jo,aakhiri saans ko kheecta chala jayega.
Tumhara hee hissa hoon,koi parayaa to nahi
Thak gaye hoon aur rastaa lambaa hai abhi.
Ghod mein kuch der soney do,neend aatee nahi abh
Aanchal mei chupa lo,kho jayen yeh zakham sab.
Bahut baatyein karnee hai,kabhi mauka hi nahi mila,
Maa kyon tumsey kabhi iss dil ka taar nahi juda?
Ehsaas dilao ki mai zinda hoon,
Acchee ,pyari bas tumharee hoon.
Ma kabhi aana zaroor tumhare bina bahut akeli hoon....
for my mom ........................Aakar chupa lo mujhe,bahut chal liya
Tumhare bin yeh safar kiya..par jeevan nahi jiya.
Ek baar dil se laga lo,gila-shiqwa khatam ho jayega.
Yeh woh armaan hai jo,aakhiri saans ko kheecta chala jayega.
Tumhara hee hissa hoon,koi parayaa to nahi
Thak gaye hoon aur rastaa lambaa hai abhi.
Ghod mein kuch der soney do,neend aatee nahi abh
Aanchal mei chupa lo,kho jayen yeh zakham sab.
Bahut baatyein karnee hai,kabhi mauka hi nahi mila,
Maa kyon tumsey kabhi iss dil ka taar nahi juda?
Ehsaas dilao ki mai zinda hoon,
Acchee ,pyari bas tumharee hoon.
Ma kabhi aana zaroor tumhare bina bahut akeli hoon....
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